I often ponder life.

I am here in this place, right now. I have travelled a jagged road with forks and prongs, bumps and bruises, highs and lows and I see that road behind me as one that began unchartered; one I stumbled along; tripping and falling. 

I traveled that road not knowing where or when I would arrive. Blinded; I could not see and silent; my voice was held in a moment of five decades.

Here I am now.

I see a road in front of me, straight and wide. I am careering along whilst the wind  lashes my face making my cheeks glow pink and my hair stream behind me like waves in a storm.  

I am happy and yet I am still traveling; not yet arrived, but knowing exactly where I want to be.

Here I am now and I contemplate my writing passion.

Five decades are behind me; five decades are lost. Yet I have no regret because wasn’t that the plot?

And now as I coast on newly laid tarmac, going to a place I cannot see, my enthusiasm and my passion is unwavering, because wasn’t that what life taught me?

Mough
5/24/2011

You've had a hard life but you like writing :)

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dave
5/24/2011

beautiful writing wendy xxx

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Wendy
5/24/2011

Thanks, Dave. Appreciate that. I wrote it in the early hours of this morning and then worried about posting it in the cold light of day.
xx

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Wendy
5/24/2011

Hi, Mough.
Why didn't I just say that? LOl
Words are so over-rated.
Thanks for reading.
Wendyxx

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